Art

I’ve been aware
of this for
a long time 
and this that
I am aware
has framed me 
like a painting 
and within these
four pieces of 
wood I live 
love and write 
someday maybe soon
or maybe later 
I will be 
hung on some 
wall at the 
end of the 
hall and glanced 
at as an 
afterthought but never 
will I ever 
be displayed in 
a gallery for 
I’m not art
but simply oil
and canvas and 
someone else’s imagination